Haruka's training

[Haruka]

Katon - Goukakyuu no Jutsu (Great Fireball Technique)
Rank: "C" "B" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user is capable of performing a few handseals in which gives them the capability of blowing a large body of fire in size of a large sphere that has great fire proportions and explosive capabilities.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Depending on the Rank, is dependent on how strong or how much the user is capable of doing with the Goukakyuu no Jutsu. Description: The user quickly performs a few handseals. The user then places the hand over their mouth creating a small like circle. This technique in turn is then to help the user control the great flame. The use then blows out and creates a large fireball that twice the size of a normal human body. When the "C" Rank version is first learned the user is only capable of blowing out the Great Fireball that is can not be moved or go anywhere else. This also means that the technique does not explode in a fieiry explosion, but burns greatly to anyone that is caught within the technique. When the user learns the "B" Rank version then the user is capable blowing the Great Fireball into the distance, sending it away from the use it to hurl towards the very opponent. This technique is only capable of going into a straight line and this is capable of having the size three times the size of a human body. This technique when launched at an opponent then becomes dangerous because at this point the technique can explode causing even more devastating damage.
Limit: Must have the Fire Release

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Haruka awoke in his bed, finding himself in a stretched position, his right arm dangling off the side, both of his legs stretched apart, practically one on each side of the bed, and his left arm covering his face. A very bright sunlight shone directly on his face, giving discomfort to his eyes. He reached down to his thin blanket on the bottom of his bed and pulled them all the way up to the top of his spinal area. Placing his forehead on his pillow (that had quite a lot of drool on it), covering his eyes so the light wouldn't disturb him. And at that moment, he felt a great comfort, an ease that was so rare you had to savor it. But right after he eased into his bed, ready to go back to sleep, his alarm clock that was kept to the right of him on top of his dresser, had rang. Haruka slapped the snooze button on the top lazily, giving him some quiet. After another hour of sleep, Haruka forced himself out of bed and slugglishly put on his clothes, not bothering to take a shower or brush his teeth. He opened the screen door and let it close on his way out, making his out into the world. You see, Haruka came to the realization that he needed to learn some techniques. He only had the E-ranked academy ones that would surely fall back on him in battle against all the other shinobi. Haruka took a short trip to the outside of a nearby and small forest relatively close to his apartment. His mind occupied, Haruka had not realized he was in the middle of the forest, where a lake was nearby, and by the looks of it, a circular platform made of gray, black and olive green marble.

Haruka made his way toward the lake, crunching on twigs and small pebbles on his way. It had a mystical feeling, like someone wanted him to go there. With each footstep, the temptation became greater. Suddenly, he found himself on the shore of the lake, water brushing against his sandals. A big problem popped up. Haruka cannot swim, neither can he walk on water, because he has not experienced the training excercise yet. Haruka cursed to himself, wishing that there was a boat or something. "Damn it... I don't know why, but... There's something about that platform that I need to get to. I just have to." Suddenly, a series of small, circular stepstones burst out of the water. "What the hell?!" Haruka exclaimed. This is definite proof. Somebody wants me to go there. But why...?[/i] Without another thought, Haruka leaped onto the first step stone and slipped backwards, dousing his head with water. He pulled his head out and shook his black, wild hair violently. He trudged back onto the shore, trying to dry himself by shaking all his clothes and hair. Haruka decided to remove the coat, seeing as it would only complicate things if he slipped again. Haruka threw it onto the sand without looking back at it. Again, he attempted to jump on the stone, but this time much more carefully and cautiously. He landed, but lost his balance, finding himself on one foot, almost about to fall back in. He flailed his arms forward, trying to bring balance back. Success. He repeated the same method until the last stepping stone, landing without losing his balance. And with that, he jumped onto the wide platform, that was thankfully not slippery or wet. He was here. But why? Haruka rubbed his chin for a minute in deep thought. Hmm... Maybe it's to... No, no, that's just dumb. But what if someone wants me to...? No, wrong again.[/i] Haruka observed his surroundings, studying the birds, the trees, the water... Wait a minute. It's to train long range techniques! On the shore, he could spot dummies that were filled with straw that were obviously for practicing ranged techniques on! "Well..." Haruka thought out loud. What should I practice? Haruka remembered all the training with his dad. The fire techniques were pretty cool. Especially the fireball one. That's it! I'll learn Katon: Goukakyuu no jutsu! (Great Fireball Technique)[/i] Haruka thought back to the day his dad showed him the jutsu.

~Flashback~

"Hey daddy, what are we doing here?" A young, timid Haruka asked his father. At the time, Haruka wore a small, black zip-up jacket with the Uchiha emblem on the back. His hair was covered by a snow cap with a fuzzy little ball on the top and snow pants (it was Winter at the time). His father, who wore what the current Haruka dons, turned his head slightly to the right, where his child was standing. "Patience, my son. I'm about to show you something called the Great Fireball. I'm sure you'll like it." A breeze gusted by, as brown and orange fallen leaves danced wildly in the hair, almost at the same rate his father's long, dark hair whipped around, and as the breeze faded, the leaves dropped back to the ground slowly, just as Uchiha Osoi's (Haruka's father) hair had. Osoi whipped together the hand signs, saying them in his head as he performed them. Goat! Monkey! Pig! Horse! Tiger![/color] Osoi then put his index finger and his thumb together to form a small circle near his mouth and spewed out a huge fireball that flew across the the valley they were at, near the Uchiha residence. Haruka gaped in amazement at the realization of what his father could do. Haruka turned to his father with a great, big smile. "Incredible! But how the heck did you do that?" he asked. Osoi turned around, and reached out to pat his son's head. "It's easy once you get the hang of it. You bring chakra from your mouth to your chest and hold it." Haruka thought it seemed simple enough. "Can you teach me the technique, daddy? Please?" Osoi chuckled, then got serious. "Once you master this technique, you're considered an adult. And I'm afraid five is much too young to be an adult. But maybe when you're older, okay?" he said, as he walked down the valley, knowing Haruka would follow him. "Aw, man. That's gonna be forever!"

~End flashback~

Haruka clasped his two hands together. Bring chakra from your mouth to your chest and hold it...[/i] Haruka thought. He concentrated, gathering chakra from his mouth to his chest, and holding it the best he could. Haruka proceeded to perform the handseals slowly, hoping he wouldn't mess up. Goat... Then monkey... Then pig... Then horse... And tiger.[/i] Haruka formed a circle over his mouth with his index finger and thumb, then shouted the jutsu's name, activating it. Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu! as a small fireball, only a little bigger than his head formed. He kept working at it, only barely improving each time until he ran out of chakra. "I'll never be like my dad... Mastering the Uchiha techniques... Might as well go home. Haruka said to himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a shadowy figure. He turned his head toward it quickly, almost cracking it by accident. The figure disappeared before Haruka could spot any detail of the man. Slightly creeped out, Haruka skipped down the stepping stones making his way home, picking up his coat on the way back.

~Later that night~

Haruka arrived home, tired, almost completely drained of chakra and hungry. He paused and took a good look at his apartment, in love with where he lived. A pond and grassy area was right near his house, as well as a park a little ways further down. There were several picnic tables to sit at, as the place was a popular picnic spot. Haruka took a deep breath of fresh air and headed up the stairs, picking up the key under the mat and placed the key into the keyhole to his door. He would continute to turn it and walk inside, but a kunai struck the wall of his apartment with a note attatched. Haruka, afraid it was an exploding note, shot his arm out, grasping the kunai firmly, which he threw at a picnic bench and quickly unlocked the door, fumbling with the keys out of fear and went inside, waiting for an explosion to go off. He waited for a few seconds, a few more, and the seconds became minutes. If it hadn't exploded yet, it must not've been an explosive tag. Carefully and slowly, he opened the door so slightly so that his eye was the only thing showing. Nothing happened. Haruka closed the door, and with the last bit of chakra summoned a bunshin to go and see what it said. The bunshin opened the door as Haruka closed it behind him. He went up to the window to watch the bunshin to make sure nothing fishy would happen. A few minutes later, he came back with the Kunai and the note. "It's safe. It's just a note." Haruka rubbed his chin, still suspicious. "What's it say?" he asked. The bunshin brought the note up to his eyes. "Uh... It says... 'Come to the lake again tommorow at 3 P.M. to master the Great Fireball technique. Sincerely, Secret Uchiha.'" Haruka pondered, wondering if it could be a trap. But, what the heck, he'd go. Haruka shrugged, canceled the bunshin jutsu and undressed for bed.

[kininata]

((+8TP. 8/30))

[Haruka]

(8/30)

Haruka awoke yet again in a daze. Somehow, he ended up on the floor next to his bed. But, instead of being stretched out, he was bundled up, to put simply in beatle position. His eyelids barely rose, then fell down again. They felt so heavy, he just wanted to go back to sleep and skip a day. Haruka yawned just as a spider crawled into his mouth. It was quite a big one, too. It covered his whole tounge. Haruka could taste the spider's dirty little legs standing on his tastebuds. He freaked out and shot up almost instantly, only to bang his head on an open drawer from his dresser. He shouted with pain and agony, but that didn't matter to him at the moment. What mattered to him was that damned spider in his mouth. It must not've been in his mouth anymore, but he could still taste it. It still felt like it was there. And, to add to the chaos, his alarm clock rang, and somehow it seemed louder than it had ever been. Oh, how much his head ached. Haruka imagined that this is what it's like to have a bad hangover. So many things at once. The pain, the headache, the taste. First thing was first; the taste. He rushed into the bathroom and grasped the cold, metal knob on the white-painted wood of the door to the bathroom and jerked it open, only to slam it shut. The bathroom was fairly ordinary. In front of him, across the entrance was a sink with a medicine cabinet above it. The medicine cabinet, like most, had a mirror on the front. On the right side of the room was a towel rack with three white towels. Although Haruka lived alone, he had spares, just in case of an emergency. On the left was a shower with the typical slide door. Soap, shampoo and conditioner were on the side. The wall is simply painted a light shade of blue all around for a nice, majestic feeling that the room gave off when you entered. The flooring was also simple, but didn't really match the walls. Smooth, wooden floorboards were enough for Haruka, and all he could afford. Haruka rushed to the sink first and ran the cold water and put his tounge directly underneath it, trying to get the taste off the best he could. It was slightly diminished after a minute, but it was still pretty strong. He opened the medicine cabinet and got out his toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed his tounge for about four minutes, then his teeth for two. The taste was finally gone, and the pain had faded to an insignificant level. The alarm clock had gone off by itself somehow. Peace had finally resided in his apartment. Haruka exited the bathroom and went to get dressed and start his day.

Haruka decided not to go to the lake today. It seemed like a trap. "Besides, why would anyone wanna train me, right?" he sighed, his breath appearing front of him in the cold atmosphere around him. "Right." It was indeed cold, and raining as well. Somehow, Haruka liked these days. Cold, gray and rain made him feel nostaligc, a feeling he enjoyed. He walked down the street, looking for some lunch to eat at. When he walked, he felt cool, mysterious. His head was hanging at a declined position, his hands were in his coat pockets and with each few steps, let out a breath in front of him that disappeared within moments. It seemed to resemble life. You're born, you live, you disappear and are forgotten. Haruka sighed at the realization. But, that was life. He stopped thinking phisolphically for a minute and looked up. A decent looking food bar on his right looked nice. He headed over. No one else was there, except for two people behind the counter. He plopped down on the stool on the end and rubbed his hands together, trying to gather some heat. A man, whom was cleaning something before, walked over to him, the rag in his hand. "What can I get ya?" he asked with a smile on his face. Haruka looked at the menu. He spotted his favorite meal "Oo! Uh, can I get one Kamameshi?" he asked. The man wrote it down on a notepad, mouthing the word slowly. "With chicken or seafood?" Haruka already knew the answer. "Chicken!" he said, licking his lips. The man went to the counter at the back and shouted to another man. "One Kamameshi with chicken!" A few minutes passed, and the man in the back handed the other man Haruka's meal. "Here ya go, son." he said, as he gently placed the meal in front of Haruka. He clasped his hands together. "Itadakimasu." He chowed down on the meal, it being better than he thought. He rubbed his stomach when he was done and placed the money for the meal on the counter. He got up, only before checking the time. 3:23. Yeah, he was late. Whatever, he wasn't gonna go. He shrugged it off and walked out, only to be pulled into an alley with ninja wire. He couldn't respond in any way. The wire grappled him so fast, he couldn't reach for his kunai. The wire slammed him against a large trashcan. He could feel his spine slam against the cold, hard metal. A man walked up, covered in the darkness. "Where have you been? I told you to come to the lake twenty minutes ago. You know, it's not polite to stand people up." he said. He walked out of the shadow, revealing himself. He was... weird. His hair was brown and in a stylish mohawk. He had a thin mustache and black, circular glasses that covered his eyes. He wore a black tanktop-like outfit with a loose, white cloth around his waist. His pants were black as well, and loose. His shoes were simple black zori, like Haruka's. Haruka coughed, spitting up saliva. He looked up at the man, furious. "UNTIE ME, YOU BASTARD!" The man put a hand on his mouth. "Watch your language. Why didn't you show up?" he asked, seemingly innocent. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!", he shouted in a muffled way. The man frowned, his eyebrows declined. "Is that any way to talk to your cousin?" A vein throbbed on Haruka's forehead. "YOU LOOK NOTHING LIKE A UCHIHA!" he shouted yet again. "You know, not everyone looks like you. Now, I'll ask you again. Why did you not show up?" he asked. Haruka grinded his teeth. What was wrong with this man?! Maybe reasoning with him would work. Haruka calmed himself down. "Because it was a trap. And I was right!" he said. The man sighed, and took off his glasses, revealing his three-tomoe sharingan eyes. Haruka gazed into his eyes, falling asleep. Gotta stay awake... Gotta... stay awake... Got... to...[/i]

Haruka awoke several hours later, confused. Drool rolled down his lip. His tounge was on the cold, marble platform. More taste of dirt? Yuck. He slowly picked himself up and wiped his tounge with his coat sleeve. He was on the platform in the middle of the lake. The man was sitting on the opposite side of the platform. "Wake up," he said, his arms folded. "Huh? What's going on?" Haruka asked, trying to stand firmly. "I'm training you, whether you like it or not." Haruka rubbed his head, his hand in the middle of his dry, messy hair. Wait. Dry? The rain must've let up a bit ago. Haruka looked up at the sky. It was still gray, cold and cloudy, but the rain was gone. He turned his focus towards the man. "Why? I don't understand..." he said, feeling a little odd. "Because even if there are still plenty of Uchihas left, they've grown weak. And I won't let that happen, so I'm going to train as many Uchihas as possible to their full potential. My name, by the way, is Uchiha Hagume. But call me Hagume-sensei from now on." Haruka scratched his head, a little bit confused still. "Well... What if I don't wanna learn from you?" Hagume sighed and clutched the bridge on his nose. "I told you, I'm training you whether you like it or not. Got it?" Haruka nodded dejectedly. The man whom had been so polite and innocent before was so serious now. Was this the same person? "Now, I want you to try the jutsu you were working on yesterday. Get in position." he demanded. Haruka slapped together the handsigns, performing the last one incorrect. "Stop. You did it wrong. The last handsign is Tiger, not Rooster. Try it again." Haruka nodded, this time going slowly and performing the handsigns correctly this time. He put his index finger and thumb together to form a small circle. He put it right over his lips. "Stop. You're putting it way too close to your mouth. You see, the fire doesn't originate from the mouth, it starts from the circle. Do it over. Nevermind, instead of doing it over, I'll give an example slowly, then you do it." Hagume slowly put the handsigns together, formed a circle near his mouth and performed the C rank jutsu flawlessly. "Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu!" he shouted, as an enormous fireball formed in front of him, then sizzled out. Hagume turned to Haruka. "Now you try it. Remember, bring chakra from your mouth to your chest and hold it. Then release it when you exhale. Got it?" he asked. Haruka nodded, then performed the jutsu. "Katon! Goukakyuu no Jutsu!" A fireball, about a quarter the size of Haruka. "Not bad... Well, we'll try it again tommorow. It's getting late. Now, come back here again tommorow at one P.M. this time. And if you don't come, I'll catch you. Remember that." he said, his arms folded. Haruka nodded, obeying his instructions. "Hai, Hagume-sensei." he said. Hagume nodded in approval and vasnished in a cloud of smoke. Haruka skipped down the stepping stones and headed home for the day.

~Later that night~

"What a jackass." he said to himself, closing the apartment's door behind him. He threw off his coat randomly, not caring where it landed. He walked over to the refrigerator, revealing a selection of Kamameshi, udon, ramen, soda and vegetables. He grabbed a bowl of Kamameshi wrapped in ceramic wrap and a soda and gently placed them on the glass coffe table in front of the lined, plush sofa. He lifted his right leg, hopping on his left to take off his sandal, then the other one. "I mean, who does he think he is?! The Amekage or some shit?!" He plopped down on the sofa and took a deep drink of the cola. The can was wavily striped to the left with a purple shade of color. He burped a slight belch and unwrapped the ceramic wrap on the bowl of Kamameshi and threw it on the floor. "Damn, forgot the chopsticks." He forced himself to get off the comfortable couch and headed over to the kitchen. The kitchen was decent at the least. He walked over the white tiled floor and opened a light-brown painted wooden cabinet and grabbed a pair of chopsticks and placed them on the blackish-grayish colored marble counter. He bent down, closed the cabinet, snatched the chopsticks and sat down to eat. He didn't bother saying Itadakimasu, since he wasn't receiving. More like giving to himself. Either way, he was hungry. He wolfed the meal down easily, but it wasn't as good as the one in that bar. He had to go back there again. He clutched the bowl and went over to place it under the sink, to later wash and dry it before he went to bed. He chugged the rest of the soda, and before he knew it, two A.M. came around. Haruka fell asleep on the sofa, the next day soon to come.

[/ Toki /]

+ 9

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[Haruka]

Haruka awoke again, his mouth wide open. Thankfully no spiders crawled in. His neck was rested on the arm of the sofa. Drool rolled down his lip and extended a long way's down before slurping it up. He lifted his neck. It had hurt to even slightly get up. His neck was sore from being in an uncomfortable position. He slowly lifted his eyelids, revealing his bloodshot eyes. He picked himself up off the couch slowly so that he wouldn't accidentaly hurt his neck or his back. Everything ached. How stupid of him to sleep on the sofa. He was wearing yesterday's clothes as well. Even his zori were still on. He slid open his bedroom door, seeing that his bedroom was slightly messy, but clean for the most part. Haruka has plush royal red carpet serving as his floor. The wall is painted red as well with white stripes going in a downward motion every couple of feet or so. He didn't like it, but he was too lazy to repaint the room. Ah, what the hell, he'd do it later. Get something accomplished, do something productive, it doesn't matter. Just do something worth doing before having to go to sir corrects-a-lot. Across from the entrance was his bed that was pushed against the right side of the room. The covers were checkered black-and-white with a black-and-white striped sheet. To the left of the bed, right next to it actually, is his black-and-white checkered dresser with six drawers total. Three on the right and three on the left. On top was his alarm clock with the digits in large red numbers. It read 5:49. He walked over and lazily slapped the snooze button before it could go off in the next eleven minutes. On the left side of the room is his red-and-black checkered closet that blends in with the wall. Two scrolls reside next to it. One on the left to the closet and the other on the right to the closet. The right says "Work hard" and the left says "Uchiha Blood". Haruka undressed down to his boxers and slid open the closet door, revealing clean clothes containing what he always wore. He threw on his clothes, starting with his pants, then zori, then chain mail and armor, then coat, and finally his headband. On the right side of the room is a window, placed right next to his bed. If Haruka were to walk over there right now and look out the window, he'd see bare tree limbs being rained on. To the right of the window is where Haruka keeps his spare weapons if he needs to reload. Haruka exited the room and headed into the bathroom and threw on some deodorant. He left that room as well and headed over to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out a half-drunk can of soda and an ongiri (rice wrapped in edible seaweed) with salted salmon in the middle that was wrapped in ceramic wrap. He headed over to the middle of his apartment and turned on the stereo's radio and set the channel to the news. He plopped down on the sofa and placed the soda and ongiri in front of him on the table. This was Haruka's daily routine. Wake up, get dressed, take a shower/throw on deodorant, eat while listening to news, then start the day doing whatever comes to mind. Nothing interesting. Amekage recently nominated. "Bof tai," he said, his mouth full of ongiri. He meant to say "'Bout time." He chewed a few more times, then washed the meal down with his soda. The weather person was on. He had mentioned that rain would most likely appear again, partly cloudly and 63 degrees high, 49 low. Haruka was used to the cold rain. He had been living here for ten years, and it took about ten days to adapt to the dramatic climate change. Even when it was summer it was still pretty cold. The weather man signed off as the lead anchor took over. Shinobi murdered. Not that new, either. Murders happened every day, especially with shinobi. But, that was life. Haruka slurped down a quarter of the remaining soda, then took the last bite of his ongiri. Some movie was being shot in town. Haruka chugged the rest of the soda and threw it at the trashcan, hoping it would make. It bounced off the rim and fell on the carpet. He sighed and rubbed his neck, the ache wearing off. Haruka got up, walked over, bent down and picked the can up and placed it in the trash, which was full. He sighed again. Better take it out.[/i] He grabbed the trashcan by one end with his right hand and unlocked the door, then pushed it open. He walked down the steps, whistling a tune he heard earlier. He strolled over to the trashcan and dumped the trash out. He caught someone out of the corner of his eye. Haruka spotted his neighbor, Ukki, raking the leaves outside his porch. Ukki is Haruka's middle-aged neighbor. He's known him since he moved here. He's been extremely helpful in the past ten years. When Haruka moved here, Ukki taught Haruka a few basic moves, back when he was a shinobi. But, he's retired now, and lives with his wife and eight-year old grandson, Osoi. When Ukki was a shinobi, he was also a merchant as well. He knew Haruka's dad and often traded with him, remarking him as a good man. In his honor, he named his grandson Osoi. Also, Ukki gave Haruka a part-time job on the weekends to help pay for his apartment. Haruka waved to his neighbor. "Ohayou, Ukki-samma! What are you doing up so early?" he asked. Ukki looked up and waved back with a smile. "Kuno's making me rake the leaves! Gotta do 'em sooner or later, right?" he chuckled. (Kuno, as you might know, is Ukki's wife.) Haruka gave a polite laugh back. "You got a point! Oh, and tell Kuno the meal last Thursday was great! Dinner at my place at 7:00 tommorow?" Ukki responded positivley. "You got it! I'll tell the family. Take care now!" Haruka slightly lifted his coat and waved back, ready to begin the day. "Take care!"

~Later that day~

Haruka arrived at the lake. It was one o' clock exactly. He was sitting on the log he sat on two days ago. It was still cold, cloudy and gray. His arms were folded and his legs were stretched about shoulder length, as he was sitting in an upright position. Hagume-sensei appeared in front of him in a cloud of smoke. "Wow, you actually showed up. he said, with a smug smile on his face. Haruka frowned and stood up. "Let's just get to training, okay Hagume-sensei?" he said with a monotone voice. Hagume-sensei folded his arms and looked at him, a brow raised. "Fine. Let's go." He turned around and strolled down the shore. Haruka followed obidiently. Hagume-sensei walked up to the water, paused, then continued walking as he focused chakra to his feet to walk on the water. Haruka stood frozen, his mouth agape. "How'd you do that?! You gotta show me, okay?!" he begged. Hagume-sensei stopped and turned around. "Later. First, you must master the fireball technique." Haruka frowned in disappointment. "Okay..." Hagume-sensei held the rat handsign for a minute, then the stepping stones popped up from the water. Haruka skipped down them with ease, not losing his balance once. Now, they were both on the platform. "I want you to practice the technique about five more times. Then, we'll try it in combat." he said, his arms folded. Haruka nodded. He executed the handsigns slowly this time, then formed a circle over his mouth with his index finger and thumb. He looked over to Hagume-sensei to make sure it was okay. Hagume-sensei nodded in approval. He turned his head forward, concetrating very hard. He took a deep breath, then executed the jutsu. It was slightly bigger than yesterday's. "Here's a tip," Hagume-sensei muttered. "In order to create fire, you must have three elements. Heat source, fuel source and oxygen source. Your chakra is your fuel source, and your heat source and oxygen source meet at the circle that you form with your hand. Thus, fire is created. Put enough chakra into it and the fireball gets bigger. Understand more clearly now?" Haruka's face lit up. He nodded, then quickly got serious. He executed the handsigns slightly faster than before, than spit out a thick fireball, a little bit smaller than his sensei's. He did it once more, throwing the handsigns together faster. The ball was slightly increased in size. Again, he performed the technique, the handsigns being thrown together at a speedy rate. Six inches bigger. He performed the last one, only two inches bigger this time, put the handsigns were thrown together at a fast rate without a mistake. Hagume-sensei nodded, rubbing his chin. "Good... Now let's see you do this in combat. He vanished suddenly in a cloud of smoke the second he finished his sentence. Haruka gasped, then panicked. He could be anywhere... This is bad...[/i] He rushed down the stepping stones and quickly darted behind a bush. He placed two explosive tags down. One to the right, and one to the left in hopes that he would actually have something here. He quickly, but quietly, crawled over to another bush and laid down one more, directly where he was. "Heh... I'm sure I got 'im." Hagume-sensei's voice appeared behind him. "Got who, exactly?" Haruka leaped up and grabbed a tree branch and flipped onto the top. Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu![/i] A fireball appeared and lit the two tags, forcing them to explode. His efforts were wasted, as it was merely a clone. "God damn it!" he yelled, stabbing the tree bark with a kunai. "You know, you shouldn't yell like that." Hagume-sensei appeared on top of the branch above the one Haruka was on. Haruka leaped off aimlessly. "Katon! Goukakyuu no Jutsu!" he fired the jutsu directly at him but he had missed, as Hagume had dodged with Shunshi no Jutsu, covering his movements. Haruka landed on the ground, and heard a twitch in the bushes. He leaped upward as a bunshin attempted to stab Haruka in the back with a kunai. Haruka kicked it forward as it disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Another one originated from above. Haruka landed on the ground softly and dodged to the left as the clone landed and gave it a good, hard punch to the face as it had disapppeared as well. He turned around and performed Katon: Goukakyuu no jutsu at the bushes. They caught fire, and all the clones hiding in the bushes disappeared, revealing the real Hagume-sensei as he leaped upward, avoiding the flames. Haruka noticed that each time he performed the jutsu, the flame was slightly bigger. Haruka reached in his holster and grabbed a kunai as he proceeded to throw it directly at Hagume-sensei. It hit, but he had switched with a log a moment before the kunai hit him. Haruka felt ninja wire around his torso. Again, it pulled him back. His spine slammed against the tree. "OW, damn it! I haven't recovered yet!" Hagume-sensei appeared in front of Haruka. "This is it for today. Come back tommorow at one. Don't be late." Haruka nodded, as Hagume-sensei untied him and vanished in a cloud of smoke. "Tommorow's gonna be a long day..."

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+ 9

{26/30}

[Haruka]

(26/30)

Haruka found himself lying down on the marble platform calmly, waiting for Hagume-sensei. He took a deep breath of fresh air, letting it fill his lungs as he slowly exhaled, a peaceful transaction of oxygen. Like the past few days, it was still cold. And cloudy. Actually, it was colder than the past few days. If Haruka had to guess, he'd say it was about forty-one degrees outside. He gently placed his hands under his armpits, gathering the most warmth he could. He remembered days like these with mom and dad. They'd be sitting in the house in front of a cozy fire. Haruka's eyelids heavy, his head gently resting on his mother's shoulder. The secure sound of his father slurping coffe from his mug every now and then. The mystical crackling sound and movement of the fire amazed him even to this day. And now, to be able to create it using his chakra, was amazing. He considered himself really lucky to train with Hagume-sensei. He made a mental note to apologize for his attitude from the other day. He grinned and nodded, imagining his reaction. A few minutes passed and nothing had happened. Haruka gently let his eyelids fall. They slowly covered Haruka's eyes. As if about to enter sleep mode, Hagume-sensei appeared in a cloud of smoke in front of him. "Wakey wakey, Haruka..." he said in a babyish way. Haruka's eyelids lifted wide open, as he picked himself up off the ground and brushed off himself, as if he had dust on him or something. "Alright, Haruka. Today, you're going to master this jutsu. You ready?" he asked excitedingly. "Yeah, but can I say something real quick Hagume-sensei?" Haruka asked. "Shoot." he replied. Haruka lowered his head, his face slowly saddening. "I'm sorry about the way I acted the day before. To tell you the truth, I'm really greatful about the opportunity to be training under you." Hagume-sensei grinned, showing his teeth. "Don't worry about it. That's all in the past now. Alright, you ready to master the fireball technique?" he asked, looking like he was ready to explode with anticipation. "Yosh! Let's do this!" As if a cue to start the match, Hagume-sensei disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Haruka ran down the stepping stones and jumped onto the sandy shore, ready for anything. Hagume-sensei suddenly popped out of the sand and launched a kunai directly at Haruka's chest. Haruka countered cleverly, subsituting with the log he had sat on the first time he arrived here. Hagume-senesi landed softly on the ground. "Your reaction time is increasing greatly, Haruka. As well as your use of Kawarmi no Jutsu..." he remarked calmly, slowly pulling a few shuriken out of the holster on his right hip. "But your Henge needs some work! he exclaimed, as he threw several shuriken at the out of place tree that was obviously a henge technique. It hit the tree and dispelled the jutsu, but it was just a bunshin. A clone![/i] The real Haruka leaped out of a bush behind Hagume-sensei and threw a kunai attatched to a foot of wire at his mentor. Hagume darted to the left, but Haruka cleverly used the wire to turn the kunai to the left, scratching his arm. Unfortunatley, he switched again, right before it hit him. No! So close![/i] Hagume-sensei appeared from above in a cloud of smoke, but by using the bunshin skill to his advantage, hid a bunshin in front of him. Hagume-sensei had hid right behind it, following each movement the clone did. Haruka spotted two shadows on the ground, seeing there was two Hagumes. He looked up and executed the handsigns for the fireball technique, then fired it at both Hagumes. Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu! The technique got rid of the bunshin, but Hagume-sensei had used Shunsi no Jutsu to appear right behind Haruka. Hagume landed a good, hard elbow on Haruka's back, knocking Haruka in to a tree. He fell back and was hit with recoil. Haruka thought as quickly as he could before Hagume-sensei could strike again. He discreetly summoned one Bunshin and hid it behind the tree Haruka had just hit. Immidiatley after, he used Kawarmi and switched with the clone, making him the one behind the tree. Just a second after the switch was made, Hagume-sensei appeared in front of the clone and landed a punch to the clone's chin, knocking it towards the tree too. It disappeared into a cloud of smoke the minute it slammed into the tree. Haruka continued with his plan. It was going perfectly. He gathered up five feet of wire and threw it over the tree so that it would appear on Hagume's backside. With the wire in both hands, he jumped back a few feet and pulled back on the wire, pulling Hagume-sensei's frontside onto the tree. As quickly as possible, he tied up the wire and darted to the right, then darted forward, placing himself in front of Hagume-sensei. Come on, one last step. Then, you got 'im. He performed the handsigns so fast that they appeared to be like a blur. With his index finger and thumb he formed circle next to his mouth and shouted the jutsu's name, activating it. Katon! Goukakyuu no jutsu! The fireball was huge and lit up the whole tree and what appeared to be Hagume-sensei. A split second before the justu was executed, he pulled out a kunai and cut the wire, then darted backwards in a quick motion, almost performing Shusin for the fourth time. Haruka had finally did it. He had mastered the great fireball technique. He fell back on the ground and gave a shout of joy. "WOOHOO! YES!" Although he knew he didn't get Hagume-sensei when he had spotted him out of the corner of his eye shortly after he fell back, he was still happy. Hagume-sensei strolled over and offered Haruka a hand. "You know..." he began. "If that was anyone other than me, you probably would've gotten them." Haruka grasped his teacher's hand, pulled himself up with the help of Hagume-sensei, and stretched a little bit. "Thanks, Hagume-sensei. By the way, what time is it?" he asked curiously. He hoped it wasn't after seven. Hagume-sensei looked at the sun, then the ground, then the sun again. "About six-thirty." Haruka nearly jumped. "Yikes! I gotta go home. I'll see you tommorow, sensei!" He ran off in the direction of his home, making his way through the forest. "See ya, Haruka! Come back tommorow at one again, alright?" Haruka kept running and raised his hand and waved goodbye. "See ya sensei!" as he ran home, ready to start dinner.

[Hmph]

+4

Learned add it to the bio ^^

[Haruka]

Permission from Nai to pursue Sharingan.

Sharingan Stage 1
Rank: "C" Rank
Type: NinJutsu
Effect: With this technique it allows a user the capability of observing and understanding as well as predicting movements and techniques of the C Rank Range. At this stage the user gains the capability of starting the true sense of understanding, or really copying techniques by watching them as their brain compresses allowing the knowledge to fuse within their mind.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user does not get the capability of following or understanding the concepts of randomized TaiJutsu techniques, or specialized techniques. Techniques that may consist of instruments or multiple components may not be copied, but they may be predicted to use at that moment, and never to be copied. In order to learn or copy the techniques the user must have knowledge of the release in which the technique the user wishes to get into.
Description: The eyes grow red as a black dot appears along with the eye of the eyes. When activated the user is capable of predicting the movements of user's techniques that consist of TaiJutsu Movements. At this stage the user is capable of viewing through GenJutsu Techniques to where the user is capable of seeing what is real and what is fake. When activated the user gains the capability of extending their training by an extra training points. This means that when the user uses their eye, they are capable of learning an additional ten points. This does not mean that the points will be automatic, but an extention. One must realize though, if watching the technique, the user does NOT know the technique and can not perform the technique until they actually know the technique. With this Rank, a user can only copy D-Rank Techniques that does NOT need Prerequisites. Also you must follow the movements of the techniques if GenJutsu or NinJutsu. Every Training Point equals One Sharingan Training Point.
Limit: Only part of the Uchiha Bloodlimit

Haruka frantically gathered cooking utensils as he was finally home from mastering the Great Fireball technique. Uh, sp oon... Egg beater... Salt and pepper... Chicken, fish... Alright, I got the basic stuff...[/i] He carried all the utensils in his arms, carefully setting them down on the counter. Haruka clinged onto the basic ingriedients with his arms, holding them against his chest. Gently, he placed them to the left of the utensils. So now, it's time to get edgy...[/i] Haruka swung open the refrigerator door, trying to spot the rest of the meal. He picked up lettuce, broccoli, rice and carrots in one arm, holding them against his chest, and held tomatoes, potatoes, and his special, custom sauce in a tubaware container. With both arms full, he slgihtly kicked the refrigerator door closed with his heel. Now with all the ingridients he needed, he set them down on top of the rest of the ingridients, letting some roll to the side, as if they getting out of the way, hoping not to be crushed by the other ingridients. Haruka strolled over to a drawer containing the cooking knives. At first, when Haruka began cooking, he used kunai knives because it was cheaper than buying seperate knives. From then on out for cooking, every thing went smoothly. At around 6:05, Ukki and his family had arrived. The doorbell rang through his ears as it went off. As a cue that they were here, Haruka walked over, glad that he was able to take care of everything so quickly. He put a firm grip on the doorknob and carefully pulled it to the left, thus opening the door, letting his hungy neighbors in. Ukki was the first one to speak, also being the closest one to the door. "Haruka! So nice to have dinner with you. We haven't done this in, what, eight months?" Ukki walked in, chuckling to himself like he always did, even if what he said wasn't funny. Osoi, closely followed by Kuno, walked in next. Haruka bent down and put a hand in Osoi's hair and shook it, messing it up. He shook Kuno's hand and gave it a polite kiss on the hand. "It's great to see you guys! I'm sorry that we haven't been able to do anything lately, I've been swamped with training." Kuno and Osoi looked different than Ukki did. Ukki's a plump, jolly man with the top of his hair bald and the sides covered with gray hair. For some reason, he wears and purple jogging suit with a green stripe in the middle of the torso. Kuno is rather thin, and is a current shinobi of the jonin level. Usually, she'd be wearing the Ame flak jacket with her headband fit on the forehead. However, because she was attending something semi-formal, she was wearing a dark blue silk dress, black high heels with her toes showing, and her jet black hair in a ponytail with the bangs hanging out on each opposite side of the forehead. Osoi is a rather small boy, being 3'3 and weighing in at fifity-five pounds total. Tonight, he donned a blue sports jacket with a white t-shit underneath, matching blue dress pants and black dress shoes. Although it didn't look like it, Osoi currently trains to become a shinobi. From time to time he gets tips from Haruka on E-ranked jutsus. The three sat down at the dining table across the main living room. The dining room and table is actually quite nice compared to the rest of Haruka's aparment. A wooden, yet smooth and polished table serves as the eating place for formal occasions. Roses were placed in the middle in a glass stained vase and used as a center piece. The mats are blue and red diamoned shaped patterned. A rich, lush chandilier hung from the celling alligned practically perfectly with the centerpiece. Haruka walked over to the kitchen and grabbed five dishes, each containing a whole lot of one meal. One was Kamameshi, another was Ongiri rice balls, one was miso soup, another was Katsudon Donburi, a dish full of hot steamed rice with deep fried breaded cutlet of pork, and the last dish was Chirashi, which involves fresh sea food, vegetables or other ingredients being placed on top of sushi rice in a bowl or dish. He placed them on each mat, leaving the extra one on the counter for leftovers. Haruka returned to the counter and grabbed two tall glasses of Sake for Ukki and Kuno, and two glasses of milk for himself and Osoi. He pulled his chair out and scooted it back in, him being the last one to be seated. At the same time, the four clapped their hands together and chanted the customary food receiving. A pair of chopsticks already on a napkin on each mat, Osoi dug into his Chirashi, while Kuno slowly and gently detatched her chopsticks and ate her Katsudon Donburi as politey as possible. Osoi dug in almost faster than his dad, having a sip of milk every few mouthfulls. After about thirty minutes, everyone finished the delightful meal. They headed over to the sofa and talked about random things, such as training, discovering Hagume-sensei, the weather, the Amekage, everything. After a few hours, it got late. Ukki looked at his watch, which read eleven-thirty. "Oh man! We gotta go, Haruka. Osoi's practically knocked out cold here!" he chuckled, rubbing the arm of his son in a father-son-way. They all got up, headed for the door, and Ukki decided to give the goodbye. "Well, thanks for the meal, and hopefully you can come on down to our house and have a good, fun family time. Alright, take care Haruka." Haruka gave a simple wave and headed over to the dishes, wrapping the leftovers in ceramic wrap and placing them in the fridge for tommorow.

Haruka found himself lying backside down on the marble platform again, his hands holding his head up. Hagume-sensei appeared in a cloud of smoke in front of him. Haruka put weight on his lower body, picking himself up without using his hands. "A congrats on your new technique. Let's see it again, hm?" Haruka nodded faced the lake and performed Katon:Goukakyuu no jutsu practically without a single flaw. Hagume nodded in approval. "Great job. Now, the technique I'm going to show you today is called the sharingan. It's an Uchiha bloodlimit which is very common and a great advantage if you use it well." Haruka sat down and folded his legs. "So, what exactly does it do? This shari whatever." Hagume-sensei blinked a few times, suprised that he didn't even know what his own clan's bloodlimit was. "Remember when I first met you? When I lowered my sunglasses, my eyes were pure red and had three comma shaped things in my eyes, that was the sharingan." Haruka blinked as well, a confused look on his face. "So... It... Hypnotizes you? What's the point of that? It's just a genjutsu which could be canceled, right?" Hagume scratched his chin, his eyes wandering, searching for an answer Haruka would understand. "Well... Sort of... But it does more than that. It enables you to predict and understands movements and techniques of the C rank range." Haruka put a fist under his chin, looking like an art statue. "So... It's like seeing everything clearly?" Hagume-sensei rubbed his neck. What kind of question was that? "Some...what... But the Byakugan does that, and before you ask, it's of the Hyuuga bloodlimit, not Uchiha, and no, I will not tell you about it." Haruka blinked a few times, surpised. That pretty much covered it. "So... How strong is the sharingan? Is it a good technique?" Hagume-sensei sat down as well. He'd probably be in this conversation for a while. "That depends. There's four stages total. You're going to learn stage 1, because that's where you have to start off. The fourth stage, also called Mangekyo sharingan, is a rare and powerful technique, which I'm afraid you won't learn, based on it's conditions." Haruka pondered, wondering how bad the condition could be. "So... What's the condition?" he asked. Hagume-sensei sighed, knowing he'd have to answer this sooner or later. It was best to just tell him the truth. "The condition is... You must kill your closest friend." Haruka gasped, as a sweat dropped down his forehead and fell down to the cold marble platform. "Wh-why? I don't understand..." Haruka asked, wondering why such a horrible condition was to be met. Hagume sighed. "I don't know. But, I know whom your friends are. And if I find out you killed them, I shall hunt you down and kill you. Understand?" he demanded, with an extremely serious tone. Haruka slowly nodded, as another sweat drop of fear fell and plopped on the platform. Hagume-sensei stood up. "Alright. Follow me." Eventually the two arrived at an area full of giant axes, and what appeared to be traps. "What are we doing here?" Haruka asked. "This is the training area for the sharingan. It helps you understand and predict movements as well as techniques of the C rank range. It'll be brutal. Harsh. But it'll bring out your inner sharingan. Oh, and look out for suprises. Now, you ready?" Haruka nodded, hoping these "suprises" weren't overkill techniques. Hagume-sensei formed the rat handsign, as the axes swung back and forth. Haruka ran toward the area and leaped over one large axe, only as another came toward him. It was too high to jump over, so he ducked. The axe severed a few hairs from his head. He crawled, continuing through the course. Suddenly, he was launched into the air as a large axe rushed toward him, about to sever him in half. He put weight on his right side, swerving himself ro the right, as the axe barely misses Haruka. He landed on his feet, his back turned to the couse. Triggering another trap, a barrage of kunai were launched at him from the back. He turned around, and as quickly as possibly performed Katon: Goukakyuu no jutsu. The giant ball of fire deflected the kunai, sending them all places, several on fire. The few on fire just happened to be the ones still going for Haruka. He grabbed three shuriken from the holster on his hip and threw them at the kunai, thankfully deflecting them as well. The shuriken slowly skidded down to Haruka's feet. He picked them up and stashed them in his holster without looking at them again. He was midway across the course. In a crazy spinning motion, two more huge axes were coming straight at him. They were spinning, so he couldn't dodge through the middle. He panicked, not knowing what to do. He looked around for an idea. Haruka spotted the ropes holding the axes. He ran towards them, and he jumped as high as he could, barely grabbing the ropes. They jerked back as he clung tightly to the ropes. Thankfully, they stopped spinning and moving. He leaped down and landed on the ground softly. One last thing left. And the hardest, so far. Exploding tags attatched to kunai and shuriken were sent at him from all directions. Again, he panicked. He was too scared to think about the fireball jutsu, let alone execute it. He used the looking around method again. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a log sitting on top of a rock at the end of the course. That's it! He switched with the log as quick as possible, and thankfully, barely missed the attack. The split second they hit the log, the tags exploded, sending Haruka back as hit a tree, leaving an imprint of his back on it. Hagume-sensei appeared in front of him. "You okay? By the way, that was really impressive." Hagume picked him up and put Haruka's arm around his shoulder, helping him walk home. "That's all for today. Let's take you home." Haruka grinned and nodded. "Thanks, Hagume-sensei. Thank you."

[kininata]

((+9TP. 9/30))

[Haruka]

Haruka was on the marble platform yet again. His back was pressed against the cold, marble platform. His hands were folded underneath his head, serving as a slight headrest. The words of Hagume-sensei yesterday rang in his ears constantly. "The condition is... You must kill your closest friend."[/i] Rare and powerful... Yet so evil... So.. so... tempting. Haruka found himself on he verge of everything horrible, bad, mean, hatred-compelled and evil. To have an ultimate source of power... Yet an ultimate price... He didn't even have any friends, besides the Ukki family. No. He couldn't kill them. Wait, what was he thinking? Was a blood thirst from years of loneliness and solitude awakening? Haruka shot up and gasped, his whole body trembling. He had a sudden... feeling. A feeling that a hidden, secret hostility was going to erupt. Wait, wait, wait. This is just random thoughts, it doesn't mean anything.[/b] He reassured himself, trying to shake off the feeling. But then he realized that he could just be rationalizing the feeling to make he beleive that his reassurance was valid. Haruka shrugged, thinking it would all just fade away. But, it didn't. He looked around, scanning the area. Where was Hagume-sensei? It was at least twenty minutes after one o' clock. He got up, trying to train himself a little bit without Hagume-sensei's help. After Hagume-sensei carried Haruka home the other day, Haruka had asked about the water walking technique. Hagume had explained to him that it was actually quite simple. You merely focus chakra to your feet. And sense Haruka had been focusing and holding chakra for the last few days, it was a snap to walk across the water. Haruka got back to himself and walked across the water with ease and made his way to the other side of the lake. He picked up a small, spherical rock and juggled it a few times in the palm of his right hand, not really doing anything that mattered. He took a deep gaze at the lake in front of him. He couldn't imagine a more beautiful training spot. What was the name of this lake anyway? Haruka pondered freely, letting his mind wander. His focus came back on the small rock. Why not skip a few rocks, have some boring fun. Haruka skipped the rock in his hand. It sped across the lake, bouncing about near a dozen times, and skidded to a stop on the middle of the platform. He chuckled, amused at how a simple skip of a rock could go that far. He must've been getting stronger. He could feel it in his mind, soul and body. Haruka grinned, glad he had came across Hagume-sensei. Suddenly, Hagume had appeared in front of him in a cloud of smoke. "Hey sensei, where ya been?" Haruka asked, curious how Hagume-sensei could be late. Hagume had some scratch marks on him and what appeared to be marks from training for something. He smiled, his eyes closed. You couldn't tell either way, though. Hagume constantly had his glasses on, and when he didn't, his sharingan was activated. "I've been practicing a new technique. It's above your level, so before you ask, you can't learn it yet. Anyways, let's get to stage two." Haruka gasped, only before a large, open grin appeared on his face. "Stage two?! Of the sharingan?! Wait a minute, I didn't even activate stage one yet!" he said, a little confused. "No, Haruka, stage two of the training." A confused look appeared upon Haruka's face. "Remember the training course from yesterday?" he said, his arms folded. Haruka nodded obidiently, like a drone. "Well, that was stage one. Today, we're going to stage two. Just like the sharingan levels, there's four levels of training for each sharingan stage. I built them all myself." Another look appeared upon Haruka's face. A grimace. "WHAT?! Yesterday's was so hard! And you're telling me that one was the easiest?!" He couldn't beleive how unfair that was. Or hard. Seriously, yesterday's course he had barely passed, and there were three more ahead. He wouldn't be able to survive this. Hagume-sensei gave a head nod, leading Haruka into the forest onto the second stage. Haruka followed silently, his head hung down. He stared at the soft dirt, his feet crunching on twigs and branches alike. Leaves and sticks were scattered everywhere. They were walking for about thirty-minutes. The second course must've been fairly far away. Hagume-sensei's ears twitched. He stopped suddenly, as Haruka had bumped into him, unknowingly. Hagume didn't move a muscle. Haruka didn't move either, just staring at Hagume. He seemed to be like a statue, not moving anything. He just stood there. Suddenly, Haruka was tapped in the chest by Hagume, sending back into the bushes for safety. A barrage of kunai, knives and shuriken hit Hagume, piercing a diverse area of his body. Haruka's eyes widened with fear, as a bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. He was smart enough not to say anything, as that would give away his location. Apparently, the person that had killed or seriously injured Hagume-sensei had teleported directly behind him, a katana gripped tightly in his left hand, about to slash off Haruka's arm. As if an automatic reflex, Haruka pulled out a kunai knife out of his holster and pressed it against the katana, deflecting the enemy's attack. Somehow, Haruka had gathered enough strength to deflect the enemy's attack. It was adrenaline. If not, something close to it. His heart beat so rapidly it felt like it could burst out of his chest. Haruka could feel his pulse throbbing like mad, strength flowing through his veins. He stood up and rushed toward the enemy, throwing the kunai he had used to protect himself a second ago at the enemy's shoulder. It made a direct hit, or so it had appeared. The man had switched with a log at the last second. A substitution![/i] The man attempted another slash at Haruka, his mysterious self appearing behind Haruka in a cloud of smoke in the air. For some reason, his right arm was unutilized. His left hand was still gripping the katana with a firm grasp, his arm raised up in the air. Haruka leaped up, only a little bit underneath him. He kicked him firmly in the stomach. But, yet again, it was a trick. A clone. The bunshin disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Not again...[/i] Haruka landed on the ground, skidding a few feet forward. The man appeared yet again, attempting a stab-in-the-back sort of attack with his katana pointed directly at Haruka's back. Haruka had faked a paralyzed state, and at the last second, twisted to the right, pulled a kunai from his holster, and stabbed the enemy in the back. The enemy was shocked with pain. He stood still for a minute, blood slowly dripping out of his mouth and leaking out of his back. He made a slow, painful sound, and slowly fell like a tree being cut down, thudding on the soft dirt he was once standing on. The enemy, whoever he was, had just died. Suddenly, Hagume-sensei appeared in a cloud of smoke on a large tree branch only ten yards above Haruka. He fell back and fell on the ground, thinking it was the enemy again. Haruka put his palm on the kunai tip and wiped the blood off, then placed the kunai back in his holster. He grinned, happy his sensei was still alive. "You know... Somehow, I knew you were alive all along." Hagume-sensei chuckled, and jumped down on the ground, softly landing on the dirt floor. " There's one thing I don't understand, though. Why didn't you kill him when you had the chance?" he asked, curious why he didn't interfere earlier instead of making Haruka having to fight that guy all on his own. "Because I have faith in you. Take that as extra credit for your training, by the way. It's not over yet." Haruka moaned, rubbing his neck. "Aw, man!"

The sensei and student had arrived at the second course. Suprisingly, it looked nothing like a training ground. It was a beautiful bonsai garden. A large, connected building surrounded them in that of a square area. The building reminded Haruka of a very fancy restaraunt. He looked over to Hagume-sensei, whom had his arms folded, and a completely serious look on his face. "Um... Are we running errands or something?" he asked, looking around the area. It was really nice. Hagume gave him a confused look, his face somewhat twisted. "What? I don't even run errands. We're about to train." Haruka was still confused. He rubbed his neck, still scanning the area. "But... There's so much stuff to crash into if I get knocked backwards or something." Hagume-sensei smiled a bit, raising a finger in the air. "Exactly. You're going to learn how to manage your surroundings. Take that spear those statues are holding, for example." He pointed to two symetrical statues of a famous shinobi general, each holding a sharp spear. "Let's say you get knocked into that. What are you gonna do?" he asked, curious what Haruka's response would be. "Um... Make a substituion?" Hagume nodded his finger a few times, eager to reply. "Ah, but let's say there's nothing to switch with. Then what?" Haruka pondered for a moment, thinking of something to do in that situation. He snapped his fingers, as an idea came to him. "Make a bunshin ahead of time, and then switch with it." he said, feeling proud. Hagume responded quickly, expecting this answer. "You're out of chakra." Haruka pondered, searching for an answer. "I... don't know." Hagume-sensei folded his arms again, his serious face reappeared. "See? That's when it's over. That's when you can do no more. We're going to learn today how to dodge that." He walked up the short flight of stairs, then began the explanation. "I'm going to create ten kage bunshins. Real clones. Real attacks. There will be five rounds, which means fifty kage bunshins in total. You ready?" Haruka nodded, and got in a fighting stance. Round one begun, as ten kage bunshins had been created, surrounding Haruka. He immidiatley reacted, eager to get today's training over with. Katon! Goukakyuu no Jutsu![/i] He torched about four clones, making them disappear into clouds of smoke. Three clones leaped up into the air, one throwing a fuma-shuriken at him, the other two performing Katon: Goukakyuu no Justu simutaneously. Shunsin no Jutsu! Haruka covered his movements with a cloud of smoke, hiding behind a small bush. The fire from the two went out the minute after they had hit the ground. They had seemed confused, as they were looking back and forth for Haruka. Not the brightest kage bunshins. He shot up, throwing two kunai at the bunshins, not caring his location was given away. They made a direct hit, both bunshins disappearing into clouds of smoke. The third had landed only a moment after the other two disappeared. Somehow, he had another fuma-shuriken up his sleeve, as he threw it with all his might at Haruka. It was simple for him; he would merely switch with one kage bunshin, getting rid of yet another, and he did. A kage bunshin was standing next to the one Haruka had switched with, which made it an easy target. Haruka landed a good, hard punch at the clone's cheek, knocking it into the ground, eventually disappearing into a cloud of smoke as the others did. The last kage bunshin charged at him and attempted a direct stab at Haruka with a kunai. Haruka had encountered this enough times, he knew what to do. He dodged to the left swiftly and quickly, and without a moments hesitation, he landed a chop with his hand on the kage bunshin's neck. It too, disappeared, ending round one. Haruka grinned, proud at himself for defeating ten kage bunshin. But, this was just round one. It wouldn't be so easy next time. He strolled to the middle of the stage, rotating his shoulder bones, preparing for the next round. Ten more kage bunshin appeared, again surrounding Haruka. One in the middle charged at him. Haruka raised his left leg and kicked the kage bunshin in the cheek, knocking it to the right as it disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Focused on the kage bunshin he had just defeated, one sneaky little bastard happened to wrapped a good length of wire around Haruka. Luckily, his hands were close together, so he could still make handsigns. He did with ease, then performed Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu for the second time, igniting the wire as the fireball got rid of four clones at once. Nice. Okay, five left. He was at the mid-way point. Two clones came at him at once, one from behind, and one in the front. He gave a simple high-kick to the front one, knocking it upwards as it disappeared in a cloud of smoke, just like the other failures. The one from behind, though, grabbed him around the waist, as another kage bunshin charged toward him. Quickly, Haruka grabbed the kage bunshins back by lifting his arms backward. He lifted it up, then threw it at the kage bunshin going towards Haruka, taking care of them both. Two kage bunshins left. Haruka grinned, as he executed the handsigns for Katon: Ryuuka no Jutsu and performed it, catching both of the kage bunshins on fire, ending round two. Alright. He was doing pretty good. But, his chakra would run out at this rate. He decided to use mainly hand-to-hand combat for the next round. Ten more kage bunshins were made. This is where the next level advanced. They chaged at him all at once. He took out three shuriken from his holster and jumped back, throwing the deadly shinobi stars at three kage bunshins. Direct hits, each one. Several kage bunshin behind him had gathered in a group, attempting a mid-air attack. Haruka interupted it, kicking the one in the middle in the face, as it disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Then, he grabbed the two on the right and left with his legs, putting them in a chokehold. Haruka punched the two in the head simutaneously, as they both disappeared in a cloud of smoke as well. Four left. This was going faster than he thought. Four, with three in the front and one hiding behind a middle kage bunshin, had charged at him from the back. This was a challenge, alrighty. He swore no ninjutsu this round, but the Great Fireball technique would be perfect for this moment. He darted to the left, then forward, then to the right. He was behind the formation of kage bunshin before he knew it. Haruka grabbed an array of kunai and shuriken and threw them at the kage bunshin, getting rid of all of them, ending round three. Haruka gathered all the weapons he had thrown in the previous rounds and this one and gathered the up, placing them into his holster. He made his way to the middle of the platform. Hagume-sensei made ten more kage bunshin, beginning round four. Haruka was eager to end this round to get to round five, so he performed Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu, getting rid of a kage bunshin formation that was made of five shadow clones. They all disappeared into clouds of smoke. Five had made a formation as well behind him, charging at him like all the others. He lifted the fuma-shuriken that the kage bunshin ahd thrown once before and chucked it at the formation, slicing all of them in half at once. Round four ended quickly. Haruka grinned, eager to end round five. A step closer to sharingan. He cracked his neck, his knuckles, then took a deep breath. Haruka noticed he had the same scratch marks Hagume-sensei had. Hagume-sensei made the final ten, starting the last round. Haruka shouted for no apparent reason (perhaps out of excitement), then leaped high into the air. The circle of kage bunshin simply stared at him, gawking at his stupidty... or so it seemed. He made a bunshin in the bushesm discreetly. Haruka flew downward, executing the handsigns for Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu. Then, the bunshin leaped out the bush with a kunai in hand, making the kage bunshins think that the Haruka up above was a clone, and that this was the real Haruka. They all rushed toward him, eager to finally get him. Haruka performed Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu for the last time, igniting all the clones there as they exploded into clouds of smoke. The final round had ended. He passed stage two. He landed on the ground, the bunshin he made earlier already canceled. Hagume-sensei clapped his hands, amazed at Haruka's ability. I have to say... That was incredibly, considering his rank. Maybe he really has what it takes after all...[/color]

(Done.)

[kininata]

((+10. 19/30 - Damn you write as hard as me most of the time; i need to start getting back to that ))

[lash]

(OOC: This is just a suggestion, and I'm sorry for cluttering your thread, but may I suggest the use of paragraphs? Your writing is lengthy and detailed, but becomes extremely difficult to follow, which is really bad when people like me are bored and are trying to read up on the skills of our forum-mates. ))

[Haruka]

Haruka found himself under a tall pine tree's leaves. He sat in a ball on the branch, hoping Hagume-sensei would find him here instead of appearing at the platform. Rain poured down on the giant leaf that somehow kept stable. Haruka, however, kept himself dry by keeping himself pushed against the tree's trunk. The rain made a soothing, relaxing sound. It reminded him of the fires his mother and father had. It was so calming. Enough to make Haruka fall asleep. Usually on rainy days like these, Haruka would be out and stare at the gray, almost black sky, not caring how wet he got, or how sick he could get. He just liked being out there. But today, something was different. He didn't know why, but he didn't feel like getting wet. It was odd for him, but at times, Haruka acts without reason or goal. I wonder what time it is... It's gotta at least be twelve-thirty.[/i] Haruka arrived at the lake too early, thinking that the rain would slow him down on the way to the lake. Everything around him made him so sleepy... So tired... His eyelids grew heavy. He blinked a few times, each one slower than the last. His eyes lost focus, as he couldn't concetrate on one thing, or anything. Haruka had never been so sleep in his life; so weary. He couldn't control it. He had to take a nap at the very least. He let his eyelids fall, covering his dark pupils. It felt so good to just sleep; to just sit so calmly and... relax. He slept for whatever length of time; he had no clue whatsoever. Although it felt like hours, he was only asleep for forty minutes. Hagume-sensei had arrived, and at the dicovery of Haruka's state, he was determined to wake him up. He slapped Haruka on the face, trying to awaken him. Didn't work. Hagume shook him, yelled in his face, everything. He gave up, knowing Haruka wouldn't awaken at this rate. He picked him and heaved him over his shoulder. Hagume leaped down to the ground, a firm grasp on Haruka's back. He landed on the dirt softly, the rain revealing itself to him. Hagume-sensei began walking over to the dojo, his mowhawk slightly drooping from the rain. Calmly and casually, he walked over to the edge of the lake's sandy shore and threw Haruka into the water. Haruka sank a little bit, bubbles appearing after he completely went under water. A few seconds later, he awoke in the lake, completely suprised at the fact that he was in the middle of a body of freezing cold water. His mouth was open, so water freely made its way into it. Without a moment's hesitation, Haruka swam like crazy up to the surface. His head popped out of the water, visible to Hagume-sensei. Haruka spit out what felt like a liter of water from his mouth. Hagume chuckled. "Good, you didn't drown." he said, an innocent look on his face. Haruka was so mad at him, a vein appeared on his forehead and began throbbing. "I COULD HAVE, YA WEIRD BASTARD!" He spit up more water and began coughing, while at the same time slowly but surely making his way to the shore, practically doggy paddling to get there. "Well, well. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the tree trunk." Hagume-sensei said, his arms folded. He snickered as Haruka arrived on the shore. Haruka fell to the ground, landing on his hands and knees like a dog. He breathed heavily, trying to get all the water out of his esophagus. His eyes suddenly widened, as his tounge felt like it had been rolled up like a sleeping bag. He threw up, a mixture of vomit, saliva and water from the lake all pouring out of his mouth. Shakily, he took another few deep breaths, then approached his sensei. "Sensei... Please... Don't do that again..." Haruka requested, his whole body trembling. Hagume-sensei's grin disappeared, and was replaced with a grimace. "Then don't fall asleep when you've come to train. This is a training ground, not a nursery. Understand me?" Haruka nodded obidiently. Hagume-sensei's frown disappeared as well, but nothing replaced it. "Good... Now, let's get to course three. It's not that far away this time, so I don't imagine we'll be followed again." Hagume said, as he turned around and began walking toward stage three. I hope.[/i] Haruka followed without another question, the trembling feeling vanished. The two walked through the forest that surrounded the lake. Haruka didn't wanna be caught off guard by another attacker, so instead of keeping his facing the ground, he looked left and right every other second. He grew suspicous of even the slightest sound. Eventually, they arrived at an open area, when suddenly, a fog-like mist rose over the two. Another attack... Someone wants me or Haruka dead... Probably both.[/color] Hagume-sensei stopped just as last time, and so did Haruka, ready to fight at any moment. Hagume observed Haruka the best he could, barely spotting him through the deep mist. They'll go for me, first. If they get me, they'll definitley torture Haruka, giving it that he was the one who killed one of their teammates... And I can sense at least four distinct bodies here, definitley too strong to be kage bunshins. I can't pretend to die, either. I'm guessing there's at least one chuunin or jonin-ranked shinobi leading them.[/color] Suddenly, a shadow appeared out of the mist, heading directly for Hagume-sensei. This is it...[/color] The shadow continued running towards Hagume, then revealed itself as it wielded a katana in each of its hands. Another appeared behind Haruka, a kunai knife around Haruka's neck. The attackers were identical, and probably looked the same as the rest. They both had gray cloaks covering their torso with pitch black gaunlets covering their arms and hands. They had dark, tightly fitting shinobi pants and black zori. A circular, slightly wide sunhat covered their hair, and wraps covered their faces. Their eyes were the most mystical, pure white. No pupils. Nothing. The two enemies looked exactly the same as the one from yesterday. Supposedly missing ninja. The first attacker, the one going for Hagume, attempted a slice attack, as if trying to slice him in half with both swords at the same time. Hagume simply jumped upward and kicked the attacker in the face, sending him flying back as slammed against a tree, leaving the outline of his body on it. Knocked out cold. Haruka's attacker grasped the young shinobi around the waist and pressed the kunai closer to his neck. The man whispered in Haruka's ear devishly. "Kukukuku... You'll pay for Zannbatokai's death, brat." Haruka smirked, a snicker coming out. Without a second to spare, he slit Haruka's throat... Or so he thought. Before the enemie's declaration, he had spotted a small boulder to switch with. And that's just what he did. The enemy thought he slit Haruka's throat, as he had only cut a rock, causing a few sparks to fly. The rock fell hard onto the man's feet, breaking both. He shrieked with agony, as he grabbed his legs, thinking he could pull his feet out of the rock's weight. Haruka appeared from above, soaring towards his enemy with a kunai in his right hand, ready to slash his enemy with efficency. He landed on the ground only a few yards away from the enemy, deciding to go with a stab kind of attempt instead. Suddenly, another enemy appeared out of nowhere and kneed Haruka in the gut. He was sent back flying and skidded against the ground with a halt. "HARUKA!" Hagume yelled, concered that he could've been very well knocked out or worse. The third attacker leaped onto Hagume's back, his arms and feet wrapped around him. Haruka got up quickly and tossed a shuriken at the one who had interfered. He simply pulled out a kunai and deflect it. The enemy snickered with a smug sense of pride. The second after he threw the shuriken, not caring whether it hit or not, he performed Shisui no jutsu, and flickered behind the enemy who had intervened from before. Without a moment to spare, Haruka pulled a kunai out and stabbed the man in the neck, blood spurting and leaking all over his body. The other man, the one whom had his feet crushed, had pulled one broken foot out already, and was working on the second. Haruka spun around and threw the kunai he just used at the enemy's face, the kunai's tip landed on his eye. He shrieked again with pain as he covered his eye with his palm, blood and tears escaping his hand. The pain was unbearable for the man. So much so, he pulled the kunai out and stabbed himself in the neck, commiting suicide. Haruka cringed at gruesome defeat of the enemy. He looked over to Hagume-sensei, seeing his enemy was already defeated.

The two had arrived in a small, isolated dojo. Hagume-sensei shut the screen door gently, as he was practically shivering from the cold rain. Four men appeared in front of them, their arms folded, as all of them were wearing matching white open robes with a white cloth tied at the waist. "Hagume. About time you arrived, we were getting impatient. You said the training session for this Haruka person was at two-thirty, and it's 3:45." said a man with an eyepatch and his light-gray hair slicked back. "You're lucky you got here when you did. We were about to leave," commented a young man with messy black hair and a scar across his nose. "I understand the rain on you guys, but's what with all the blood? It's kind of creepy, you know." a man with his brown hair in a pony tail and fangs sticking out said, a grimace on his face. "Let's get you two into uniform for stage three." the last man, whom had wildly spiked green hair (think of Goku's hair). Hagume-sensei shook his hair wildly like an animal would dry off its hair. "Good idea. I could use some dry clothes." He walked over to a room leading to the right, as three of the four men followed. The man with the eyepatch remained and bowed to Haruka, introducing himself. "Hajimemashite. My name is Zetsu. I presume you are Haruka-kun, am I right?" Haruka nodded and returned the bow. "Hajimemashite." Zetsu led him into a room on the left where Haruka had to put on the uniform for stage three. He wore a white sleeveless gi, wraps instead of zori that were on his feet and hands, and white tapered pants with a white cloth belt tied around the waist. His headband, chain mail and armor was off, because he had to have the least weight as possible on himself. Zetsu nodded in approval when he finished dressing and led him into a wide open dojo. Three wide windows were on the west and east sides of the room, with a smooth elemanited floorboard flooring. The room itself was perfect for training hand-to-hand, it was open and very wide. Hagume-sensei and the three other men entered the room. Hagume was wearing the same robes as all the others. He coughed, than began the explanation for training. "Today, Haruka, we're going to be training hand-to-hand. Or in other words, taijutsu. We're going to be training with taijutsu and only taijutsu. No weapons, no ninjutsu, nothing. Now, like yesterday, they'll be five rounds, each harder than the last. First round is Harunamae Shku, the man with the messy hair. Second, Kami Kaze, the man with the green, crazy hair. Third, Hzu Nadarou, the man with the ponytail. Fourth round will be Zetsu Tsuze, the man with the eyepatch. Finally, you'll be fighting yours truly for the fifth round. Now, Haruka and Harunamae, please enter the training area." Haruka and Harunamae both walked in the arena, ready to battle. Haruka got in a fighting stance and readied himself, as did Harunamae. "First round... Begin!"

Haruka charged at him, the sound of his footsteps thudding against the floor echoing through the whole arena. Haruka grinned and snickered, thinking out his plan. I'll run towards him, making him think I'm going for a direct hit, but at the last minute, I'll sidestep him and jab him in the gut! Alright... Here goes...[/i] He kept rushing towards him and eventually was only a few yards away. Harunamae remained in his fighting stance, his eyes narrowing with each step Haruka took. Haruka attempted his sideblow plan, as he faked a direct attack, side stepped in a twisting motion, and aimed a good punch at his gut. Harunamae blocked so simply, so easily, that it barely looked like he did anything. He let Haruka's fist hit his own palm, then in such a quick movement, as if a flash, punched Haruka in the chin, giving him an uppercut. Haruka flew across the room and tumbled onto the floor. "Don't tell me that's it..." he smirked, in a smug sense. Oh, Haruka hated when people did that! A vein throbbed on Haruka's forehead for the second time this day. "GO TO HELL!" he yelled, as he rushed towards him for the second time. During his angry charge, he leaped up in the air with enough speed and momentum to land behind Harunamae in a flash movement, almost as if had performed Shisui no Jutsu. Harunamae's back still turned, Haruka elbowed him in the spine. Harunamae spit up saliva from the strength of the blow. Haruka twisted around so that he was facing Harunamae's back (which was still turned to him) and landed a chop sort of blow on his vein, knocking Harunamae out cold. He paused for a minute, hit with a mix of suprise and pain, then fell to the ground with a thud. The young man had been defeated by an ever younger man. Round one had ended. Zetsu walked up to the middle of the arena and crouched down to where Harunamae was lying. He picked him up and lugged him to a bench on the sidelines and placed a warm washcloth on his forehead. Kami Kaze blinked a few times, suprised that such a low level of ninja could beat someone like Harunamae. Hagume must've been right... That kid is really good. He just may obtain the sharingan after all.[/i] Kami Kaze jumped into the arena, cracking his neck bones and knuckles. However... He doesn't have what it takes to beat me. He seems like quite a good shinobi, but unfortunatley, he's gonna have to deal with me. Too bad.[/i] He gave a confident grin and extended his arms and legs, stretching them. "Oi. You." he said, facing Haruka. "Your pursuit for the sharingan ends here. How you passed stages one and two, I don't know. But, I do know that by the end of the day..." he stated, as he balled his right hand into a fist and stuck it out at Haruka. "One of us will be beaten senseless." Hagume-sensei cleared his throat, then gave the command for the match to begin. "Round two. Begin!" This time, Haruka wasn't the one running at his opponet. No, it was Kami Kaze. And he ran fast. Luckily, Haruka could give out what seemed like Kami Kaze aiming a punch at Haruka. He crossed his arms like skull and crossbones, preparing for his attack. But at the very last second, Kami had disappeared. Haruka lowered his arms, confused at what had just happened. "N-nani?" Suddenly, Kami appeared in front of him like a flash, and punched Haruka in the gut, then followed up with a knee to the chin in an upwards motion. It was like an uppercut and kneeing combined. Haruka flew upwards, recovering from the attack the best he could. Suddenly, Kami appeared again, this time from above. Haruka's stomach area was open, so Kami attempted a finishing kick there to end it all. "It ends here!" he yelled. Suddenly, the rush of adrenaline Haruka felt from before surged through Haruka, as he firmly grasped Kami's foot, flipped a few times to gather momentum, and threw him at the floor, where he landed with a crash, his body outline making a crater like appearance on the place where he landed. But it wasn't over then. Haruka put all the weight in his legs and landed on Kami's gut, knocking the wind out of him as he spit up a mixture of blood and saliva. After a few seconds of struggling, he fainted. Round two was over in Haruka's favor. Haruka hopped off him and onto the floor, blood leaking out of his mouth as well. He chuckled at Kami's remark from earlier. "Looks like that one of us is me." Man, was he beaten up. He had to take a break. "Guys... Can we have a quick break?" he asked, clenching his stomach from pain. Hagume nodded. "Everyone, take five. We'll resume in a couple minutes." Haruka walked over to a room and slid the door shut behind him. Only Hzu, Zetsu and Hagume remained. Zetsu walked up to Hagume during the break and commented on Haruka's last two matches. "Hagume... Your boy is vicious. Are you sure about training him? I mean, remember what Haruka what just did. I've never seen such a hidden level of adrenaline go off like that. He could've beaten Kami to death after that last attack. I'm almost suprised he didn't." Hagume narrowed his eyes and folded his arms. "What are you saying?" Zetsu sighed and responded in a calm, yet serious tone. "All I'm saying... is be careful." With that the conversation ended, and Haruka entered the room, ready to fight again. Hzu leaped down to the arena. He got in a fighting stance and said nothing. Haruka remained silent as well, eager to end round three. "Let round three..." Hagume claimed. "Begin!" The two rushed at each other at the same time at the same pace. Haruka was the one to begin the fight, as he threw a punch with his right hand balled into a fist. Hzu dodged to the left, and attempted a gut punch at Haruka. Haruka inhaled, sucking his chest in as he stepped back. Quickly, he slapped away Hzu's hand and decided to go for an uppercut to his chin. He attempted the attack, but Hzu dodged to the right and grabbed Haruka's upheld wrist, then swung his elbow down onto Haruka's arm, attempting to practically break Haruka's left arm. Haruka acted quickly and jabbed Hzu in the face, as Hzu staggered backward a bit, then regained balance. He wiped the blood off his chin, breathing heaviy. "I see why you were able to beat Harunamae and Kami... But it's all over now." A vein appeared on Hzu's head like Haruka's had, then without a moment to lose, he rushed toward Haruka in a flash motion, then punched him repeatedly in the gut. Everything was going fluently, until Hzu attempted to kick Haruka across the face. Haruka grasped Hzu's ankle and began spinning, spinning until he threw him across the room. Hzu recovered in mid-air and landed on the floor softly. "Enough impedence..." he said to himself, pissed at how a mere teenage shinobi could get the best of him. Hzu charged at Haruka as fast as he could. Haruka remained still, a confident grin on his face. "I'LL WIPE THAT SMUG LITTLE SMILE OFF YOUR FACE, YOU ASSWIPE!" he shouted with anger. Hzu attempted a direct blow at Haruka's face, which, if hit, could've been quite powerful. Haruka ducked at the last second, and landed an incredibly hard hitting punch at Hzu's gut, at which Hzu vommited blood out of his mouth, staggering forward, blood still pouring out of his mouth in a series of explosion-like vomittings, until he fell on the ground with a thud, knocked out cold. Round three ended. Haruka wiped the blood off his own mouth and cracked his knuckles. Zetsu jumped down onto the arena, the second to last opponet. Hagume sensei began match three without any verbal command, just a handsign. "Haruka... You've done well... But I'm afraid once you begin the battle with me, it's over. You can give up and find a temporary sensei to teach you sharingan. I guess you'll just have to do that." Haruka's eyes narrowed. What a jerk. "Overconfidince..." he muttered, closing his eyelids.. "Shall be your greatest downfall." Suddenly, his eyes shot open, and without a moments hesitation darted to the left, to the right, then forward, directly at Zetsu. Haruka landed a kick on Zetsu's face, then continued by a strong jab directly on his face, which made him fall to the floor. Haruka wanted this round over so bad, he almost killed Zetsu. He landed along with Zetsu and furiously bashed his face and stomach area. Blood and spit flew everywhere, getting on Haruka's face and body. Hagume pulled Haruka away from Zetsu, and rushed over to him. Zetsu was unconscious and beaten senseless like an animal. Hagume was horrified. He... did.. this? How...?[/i] Hagume picked up Zetsu and placed a warm wash cloth over his head and began performing medical jutsus to heal him. "Haruka... Go home... Think about what you did... And never do it again... We're going to skip my match, as tommorow's stage will be extremely hard." Haruka left the dojo, blood still stained into the white gi he had worn.

(Thanks Kininata. ^^ And I apologize, as paragraphs and I don't get along well.)

[kininata]

((+9 TP - 28/30. It takes a while, certainly, but its still a good read. But for the sake of others, separate it a little; two or three paragraphs might make them happy ))

[Haruka]

Haruka found himself in the middle of the forest, a wide, open and grassy area where no trees resided. Where the heck is Hagume-sensei? He told me to meet him here only a little bit ago.[/i] Was he always late? Or was Haruka always at the right place, but at the wrong time? It was all very confusing. "Haruka... Go home... Think about what you did... And never do it again... We're going to skip my match, as tommorow's stage will be extremely hard."[/i] Hagume-sensei's words cut him deep. Haruka was horrified at what he had done, and so was his sensei. He had nearly beaten the man to death! He looked down at his hands, balling them both into fists. What's... what's wrong with me? What's happening?[/i] He grinded his teeth, searching his mind for an answer, something to make him feel okay again. Suddenly, a voice that seemed vaugely familiar rang in his ears. Evil... Haruka froze, a bead of sweat slowly rolling down his face. He couldn't move. He couldn't breath. Just the deep, mysterious monotoned voice had paralyzed him. Your teacher and friends shall die. You will find me when you've reached the level, whether you like it or not... The voice faded away, the words singed into Haruka's mind, unable to get out. What did it all mean? It was all so... so... frightening. Haruka was finally able to move again, as he took deep breaths and hugged himself out of fear. At least the voice had left... For now... Hagume-sensei had appeared in a cloud of smoke in front of him, his arms folded.

"Haruka... What you did yesterday was horrible... ANd as your punishment and stage four of the sharingan training... You shall take on a barrage of kage bunshin. Thirty at once." Haruka clenched his teeth, grinding them. THIS SUCKS![/i] Hagume-sensei threw the handsigns together with ease and created thirty kage bunshins at once. The last stage had begun. Haruka lept up into the air and performed Katon: Ryuuka no Jutsu! eleminating ten at once. He fell on the ground softly, regaining his balance unsuprisingly easily. Six came at him in a lined formation, with three in the front, and three behind. The three from behind lept up and performed Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu, as did the three in the front, both executing the jutsu simutaneously. Shisui no Jutsu! Haruka used the technique, dodging the giant fireballs, and using the technique to his advantage so he would be behind all six of the kage bunshins. He exectued Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu just as the others had, and torched the devious shadow clones all at once. Four other kage bunshins jumped on him all at once, dog piling him into the ground. Haruka gathered all his strength and shot up, erupting like a volcano. All of the kage bunshins flew back and disappeared into clouds of smoke. A few managed to plant some kunai and shuriken onto his body, blood leaking from all of the places where he had been stabbed. The reamaining ten, plus Hagume, formed a giant circle from above. They all had deadly scythes; weapons Hagume-sensei must've summoned when Haruka wasn't looking. "Let's see if you've got what it takes!" Hagume-sensei yelled, soaring downwards with the scythe in hand. Haruka felt the adrenaline again, only much stronger than the times before. No. I will not die. Not now. Not here. Not ever.[/i] Haruka leaped up towards a kage bunshin, the adrenaline surging full force. "NOT EVER!" he proclaimed, as his eyes turned a crimson red hue and one tomoe appeared in his eye. Everything went slower. He could see their movements... Yes... It was working... The sharingan. He got it. Haruka turned himself upside down and kicked a kage bunshin in the stomach, cancelling it into a cloud of smoke. Haruka grasped the scythe it had once held and slashed two more kage bunshin above the previous one in a circle motion, like a helicopter. They both disappeared into clouds of smoke as well. Haruka, not right side up, turned himself around and threw the scythe at the remaining circle of kage bunshin. It was a boomerang scythe! It slashed them all at once, even the real Hagume-sensei. The scythe returned back to his hand, as he landed on the grassy terrain with ease. Hagume-sensei's scythe disappeared into a cloud of smoke, as did Haruka's. "Sensei! I did it! I-" Suddenly he noticed the deep wound on Hagume's stomach. Without a second to spare, Hagume disappeared in a cloud of smoke, heading for the hospital. He would explain it tommorow.

[kininata]

((+2TP. Learned))